Just returned from another day gardening for my parents, I moved a Clematis that my mum thought was dead, it wasn't, it's just being eaten alive, so hopefully it's new sunny location will get it flowering again. 
I tidied the borders and then my mum told me that she wanted rid of her flag Iris and I could take the whole lot home, which I have to say was a task and a half! Now I have a huge bin bag full of the pieces sitting in my garden waiting for me to decide where to plant them (enough to make two established clumps if not more).
It's an ordinary yellow type, nothing fancy and whilst I would have prefered a frilly blue or purple version, yellow goes better in the colour schemes where there is spaces. Plus, a free plant is never to be sniffed at! She wants some of my poppies and Sissyrinchium in return so it's a nice swap and I'll throw in some Alpine Phlox if my cuttings are successful.
But the best part of the day was eating fresh peas with my dad in his veg beds. They tasted divine.
Well done dad. xx
